Welcome back dear readers! The heat is kicking in in earnest. As I have discussed many times over, I do not like being hot, or being stuck inside when it's too hot to bake, or the relentless sunshine, but there is an upside: the heat will KILL ALL THE BLOOMING THINGS. I have progressed from … Continue reading Spring Things
Welcome to one cold May, people. I don't know what the weather's like where you're at, but here in Kansas it is gloomy, chilly, and damp. While other crafters are kicking off Me Made May with bright, springy little outfits, I am quite glad to have a hat. This is my Koolhaas hat, only nine … Continue reading Never Too Late for a Hat
Big news, readers! The story of my very slowly knit vest was post 500 for yours truly. For this blogger, post one happened almost eight years ago. 500 posts have taken a 500 posts ago, I was blogging under the nom de plume Wendolene on a blog called Shop on the High Street (since migrated … Continue reading Level Up
Today, dear readers, I have a FO for you! Does anyone remember when I started my Sexxxy Librarian Vest? I for one had to look that date up: I bought the yarn in 2012, and as best I can estimate, I started it over a year ago. I was having a great time knitting another … Continue reading Long Time in the Making
Good morning and thank you all so much for your lovely comments on the cape and shawls 🙂 I think I'm on a roll with finishing things...or maybe I've finally discovered the joy of bulky yarn. Last weekend, I fished around in my stash and found a skein plus a smidge of Quince & Co. … Continue reading On a Roll
Happy Tuesday, people! I am happy to report that I discovered two of the circular needle pouches that were MIA: one crammed in a corner of the notions shelf (understandable) and another in a pile of papers on my desk (just wrong). I may need to do a stash deep-clean soon: in addition to the … Continue reading Going Gothic
As soon as fall peeks around the corner, the first thing I want to knit is a hat. A little hat, to ward off the gentle morning chill and keep my ears from getting cold (oh, how I hate it when my ears are cold). In the Phoenix area, this reflex is perhaps maladaptive: last … Continue reading Mad as a…
